Category: Street scene


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TORRENTIAL DOWNPOUR causes flooding in Dhaka on Tuesday as 11.4 inches of rain fell in six hours breaking a sixty-year-old record.

Here is my friend, Halim in front of his small room which had water in it at least a foot above the entrance.  The next photo is of a cycle trying to decide whether to go through a water-logged intersection.  I saw later that he backed up and due to the traffic-jam returned via the sidewalk.  He did use his horn so I could get out of his way.  Many rickshaws and cycles took to the sidewalks to bypass the jams.  The “Daily Star” blames clogged drains and filled up canals for the waterlogging (flooding).  Oh by the way, I didn’t crop the heads off of the cycle photo, they were never on the photo.

HalimInFrontOfHisRoom

Shall We Chance it

Day 209

MONSOON RAINS bring flooding to Dhaka’s city streets.  I was in waist deep water getting some of my photos today.  Rains from 1-7 AM dropped 11.4 inches (290 mm) of rain for a 60 year record for a six hour period.Bijoy Sarani near Old Mirpur Rd

Trying to get this lady to the sidewalk, so it's only knee-deep instead of waist-deep.

CLOWN BETEL NUT HAWKER chuga-lugging what was left of Matthias’ Diet Pepsi.  He saw it in Matthias’ hand and thought he had to have it.  In the second photo you see the fizz escaping.  He was a clown and sure distracted people from the game.  Our team lost 3-2 in this semi-final game of the tournament!  😦

Bengalis sure know how to drink from a bottle without touching it to their lips!

Foaming at the mouth? Too much Diet Pepsi!

Day 199

CHAPATIS in the making.  This fellow in the Mohammadia Housing section of Dhaka came to the tea stand I was at and wanted me to take a photo of him and his wife as she was making chapatis (flat bread).  Very tasty, in fact I had some for lunch at a friends house.

Chapatis in the making.

Day 197

SCRAMBLE to get on this Mirpur Rd bus in Dhaka, Bangladesh.  The other day it happened to me, so I wrapped my right arm around the bar between the window and the door, until there was enough pushing and shoving to make for both of my feet to be on the floor.

Always room for one more!

Day 193

DAL AND BHAJI (spicy lentils and vegetables and pototoes) is one of my favorite breakfasts with nan ruti!!  Khub moja! or in English “very delicious” Here is some ready in bags to take home.  This shop was in Mohammadia Housing here in Dhaka. 

Spicy lentils and vegetables

Day 191

ROADSURFACING WORKER in Iqbal Rd. takes a break from feeding the fire to check out the photographer.

Taking a break.

Day 190

TRAFFIC POLICEMAN are a neccesary part of the operations of Dhaka.  Do they pay any more attention to the policeman than to the traffic lights.  Probably more attention to the policeman.

Whistler

Day 189

PHOTO PAYBACKS

As I took a photo of this street black-topper, he whipped out his phone from somewhere in his lungi and decided to take a picture of me. 

Cell phone in action

Day 188

CHAIRS for any event.  If you need chairs for a party or football finals, call these guys and they will bring them for you.

Loaded Vangari

Day 184

KITCHEN of the neighbor of Day 182

I doubt whether this recession has hit him yet, though the price of rice went up a bit.

Kitchen

Day 182

STREET DWELLER neighbor

Notice this fellows feet sticking out of his shelter.  I’m not sure what put this fellow on the street.  He has lived here for a long time.  Every so often I buy him breakfast.  One day I bought him a bag of rice.  Later I saw him filling plastic bottles with the rice.  I noticed that every grain he spilled was picked up to be used.  I had wondered how he would survive Cyclone Sidr in 2007, but when the storm calmed I saw that he and his shelter were ok.

Sleeping peacefully